Ghost Doctor Divine Farmer

Another day later, Zhao Wenchang had only three children left to study again.

Zhao Wenchang shook his head.

Sure enough, children prefer to try new things rather than boring learning.

Zhao Wenchang is not interested in giving lectures. If these children can't stand this boring, there will be more boring things waiting for them on the road of cultivation in the future.

Now that their knowledge has been taught, the future will not become a climate.

In the outside world, whether editors, archaeologists or students engaged in research, they are people who can calm down.

People who are too active but can't sink down can't go far in the end.

"Uncle, what's the use of learning these things every day?"

Finally one day, one of the remaining three children, an older child, said his heart.

At the same time, the children playing nearby opened their eyes.

"Yes ~ what we want is the ability to hunt wild animals. What's the use of writing and drawing every day? "

"These words are the foundation. Only by learning them can you learn the ability of cultivation." Zhao Wenchang explained.

Without these words, how can we ignore the results summarized by predecessors?

With the summary of just a few decades of life, how can we compare with the wisdom accumulated in tens of thousands of years?

Industrialized countries outside have experienced hundreds of years of accumulation.

Before this industrialization, those countries also experienced the fruits of civilization for more than a thousand years.

If not, Africa would have been rich and would not have been so miserable.

Cultivation is to explore the relationship between man and heaven and earth, obtain a strong self from nature, and achieve the purpose of long-term vision.

"Ah ~ when can I learn it?"

"Two or three years soon! You can understand the meaning of simple words in two or three years. " Zhao Wenchang thought. He wanted to say that it would take more than ten years. He was afraid to scare the children.

In addition to understanding these words, there is also the meaning behind the words. People without certain thinking can't understand at all.

"Two or three years ~! Don't learn! "

"Too long!"

"It's better to learn kung fu from Uncle Qiang than to write and draw for two or three years."

In addition to the youngest child who couldn't run around, there was a weak child left by Zhao Wenchang.

There is a boxing master in the village, the uncle Qiang in the children's mouth.

Uncle Qiang is a senior hunter in the village. The Kung Fu you have learned is also an external skill. It mainly cultivates your muscles, bones and skin. This is also another way of cultivation summarized by the bottom people of Tianyuan continent after thousands of years.

It's the same as hard Qigong outside~

However, people who don't understand outside practice hard Qigong will end up ill.

Along with external skill, it is a series of medicinal materials to polish the body.

Otherwise, if the external skill is not refined, the body will have problems first.

Compared with Zhao Wenchang's practice, children are more willing to believe uncle Qiang.

Not only did the children doubt Zhao Wenchang's practice, but most of the village began to doubt Zhao Wenchang.

"What does that outsider mean? It was agreed to teach my children their hunting skills, not to set traps, not to polish their strength, and to write and draw every day. "

"He's just lying. He doesn't want to teach his skills."

A group of women in the village gathered around and pointed at Zhao Wenchang.

Zhao Wenchang sighed helplessly~

Stare at the remaining two children and continue to teach them to read.

This time, Zhao Wenchang did not teach from the three character classics or primary school Chinese, but from the acupoints and orifices and meridians.

During his time in Chengou village, he watched a traditional Chinese medicine enlighten his children with this set of teaching materials.

Maybe he was wrong in the beginning~

Chinese is just to teach children the logic of expression.

Expressing logic is of little use in this world. Ordinary people rely on their fists and monks communicate with divine consciousness.

No punctuation or subject predicate object is useful here.

The two children listened in a muddle.

Zhao Wenchang also expects them to understand, just hope they can remember acupoints, meridians and words.

"Little wolf, what's your name? I'll teach you to write your own names today. "

Zhao Wenchang pointed to the half - aged child.

"I have no name!"

The little wolf looked a little different.

"Didn't your parents name you?"

"My father was eaten by wild animals. My mother died last year." Little wolf's eyes were filled with tears.

Zhao Wenchang immediately found the villagers with a bunch of meat and asked xiaolangzi's surname.

How can a child do without a name?

"In the future, your name is Duan Lang!"

After coming back, Zhao Wenchang pointed to the evil taste of the little wolf.

The child's father's surname is Duan, and the child's little name is little wolf. Calling Duan Lang doesn't seem to violate the child's father's last wish.

Soon, a month passed.

The two children have been studying here in Zhao Wenchang.

In addition to drinking two more bowls of medicine and eating more meat than other children in the village, it seems to be no different from children in the village.

"Uncle, what medicine did you give us to drink?"

Duan Lang was puzzled.

He found that the medicine he drank was different from that of other martial arts children in the village.

"Your medicine is a tonic, mainly to fill the body's deficit. When your body recovers, your uncle will teach you the method of breathing and breathing. "

"Oh ~"

Duan Lang nodded.

But when I looked back at the children learning boxing with Uncle Qiang in the village, I looked with envy.

This month, he watched others learn boxing, design traps and make various tools. And he just knows some acupoints and orifices in the body and meridians.

Duan Lang was not discouraged. He took a look at the fierce animal meat hanging under the eaves of Zhao Wenchang's house, and hatred burst out in his eyes.

His father was eaten by these beasts.

The number of wild animals killed by the villagers in a year is not as much as that of Uncle Zhao in a day.

He believed that what his uncle passed on to them was true.

If uncle gave them the same skills as Uncle Qiang taught them, it wouldn't be of much use. Uncle Qiang's ability can hit up to two fierce beasts in January.

"When I grow up, I will be able to avenge my father."

Duan Lang continued to study hard after drinking the medicine.

Another child is different from Duan lang. he has parents, but he can't play with other children.

Seeing Duan Lang study hard, the children also learn.

"Duan Lang, let's go up the mountain to catch jerboas ~"

"Yes, what you learned is useless. You might as well learn to catch jerboas from us. "

A group of children surrounded the wave.

Duan Lang shook his head.

"What a fool ~"

A group of children left swearing.

No one dared to speak before. Now he is familiar with Zhao Wenchang. Seeing that Zhao Wenchang is kind, no one takes Zhao Wenchang as one thing anymore.

"Little wolf, can you really succeed in writing and painting?"

The old man in the village has nothing to do. He also looks at Duan Lang's situation and wants to find out what the outsider's ability to give Duan Lang is?

"Yes!"

Duan langduding said.

"Do you feel strong after writing and painting for so many days?"

The old man leaned close to his body.

"I feel it! Before, you could only eat a bowl of meat at a meal, but now you can eat a pot of meat at a meal. One hand can lift a stone roller. "

Duan Lang thought.

"Hum ~ my old man has lived for more than 80 years and has seen everything. Today he will be cheated by you little wolf."

The old man flung his sleeve away.

He wanted to ask Duan Lang whether he felt strong after practicing for so many days.

As a result, Duan Lang answered this.

crap!

Half the boy ate me to death.

Duan Lang is just the age of growing up and can eat naturally. Then the strength, body and so on will become stronger. Asking is equal to not asking.

As for the stone roller with one hand, he bragged completely as Duan Lang.

In fact, the wave was bragging.

"Why not tell the truth?"

Zhao Wenchang came from a distance and stared at Duan langdao.

"I told the truth. Tomorrow the village will be full of people who laugh at you."

Duan Lang stared at Zhao Wenchang.

"Alas, you still haven't grown up. They laugh that they get happiness, and what can we get? Study hard ~ only with real ability and character can you go further. Everything else is fake. "